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oh wow. i may be a cold hearted bitch but yeah. i want to punch cait in her fucking face right now. deep breaths, kel. deep breaths. she fucking posted a comment on hutch's journal about people writing shit on their journals and not caring. HUTCH FUCKING DID THAT 3 TIMES! so don't fucking harp on me. get the fuck over it. and the second thing, on my journal, she put "say it to my face" . . . WHOA. you fucking have had a problem with me hanging out with jimmy since day one. but does she tell me? no. she goes around complaining to everyone else while being nice to me so i can buy her ciggerettes. FUCK YOU. for real. tovish is fucked up as hell. now cait's with pat, hutch's ex? and i'm the fucked up one? i dont fucking care anymore. i have 3 friends still. i hope. i love them and yeah. i dont need to be fucking pussy fought with. tell it to MY face. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. i hate GIRLS. i hate DRAMA. i hate girls who need drama, girls who cause drama....fuck that. fuck fuck fuck! |
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angry.